Wednesday's Words on a Friday
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.
This month the words/prompts are supplied by David M Gascoigne and can be found here
This week's words/prompts are:
1. plumage
2. sleek
3. peripatetic
4. agony
5. permissive
6. pray
and/or:
1. duty
2. colourful
3. absent
4. mastery
5. prey
6. orchid
Here is my story:
The agony of losing his family and home still resided
within Khoral Kai, but the pain was becoming less, although the anniversary of
that day each year was hard. He had decided it was his duty now, to learn as
much as possible about his new home, Earth.
His lifestyle had become somewhat peripatetic,
although not completely nomadic as he had the lighthouse as a base to always
return to. His mastery of Earth’s languages had progressed in leaps and bounds,
the more he travelled, the more he learned. He was never absent for long, a few
weeks at a time were sufficient, then he enjoyed his time in the village,
telling all about his most recent sojourn.
Khoral’s friend Gail, who ran the counter at the
bakery took great delight in his descriptions, the colourful array of orchids
in the hothouse of the botanic gardens of London, the sleek coat of the black
panther as it prowled the enclosure as if searching for prey, the brilliance of
the plumage on the tropical birds as he was paddled by natives in a canoe along a stretch of
the Amazon River.
Khoral and Gail had many such conversations, he with
speech and she with writing her replies and questions. Khoral had drawn a
picture of his lost mother, Gaille, to show this Gail how similar they were in
looks. Gail had written in reply, “I pray that she is in heaven now, with the
angels.” This had led to a long discussion one evening with Gail and her
family, even neighbours had dropped in to the garden where they all sat by a
small fire discussing their various beliefs on heaven, whether or not the souls
interacted with the angels or if the angels just looked after them as parents
would their children.
Did souls stay in heaven forever or did they return to
earth getting reborn as new babies? Did they all sit around playing harps as
was pictured in a children’s book Khoral had seen? Or did they learn new
skills? Khoral’s friend Eric declared that souls did get reborn, his neighbours
toddler daughter was an exact copy of a grandparent’s sister, in mannerisms as
well as looks. Old Pete, who was visiting that day, wondered if that was truly a soul
reborn or was it just genetics that made the toddler that way?
The discussion then moved to children and their
behaviour, almost all present lamented the permissive parenting that had too
many children thinking they were each the most special person on earth and
entitled to have whatever they wanted when they wanted it. “Surely this can’t
be good for society!” was the general opinion.
This is excellent. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteElephant's Child; you're welcome and thank you.
DeleteAlways enjoy a visit with Khoral as he explores and learns about our planet. It is a good look at ourselves with fresh eyes.
ReplyDeleteArkansas Patti; Khoral seems to be fitting in very well. Thank you
DeleteGreat story River, with really good questions. I am a firm believer in cellular memory as I have had it myself and witnessed it in others.
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WWW; would that be the same as race memory?
DeleteGood writing! Khoral has a right to live that is moving him him on.
ReplyDeleteChildren who become so ecocentric are spoiled from the get-go. Peripatetic would have to have some skills to survive.
Susan Kane; thank you. Khoral is doing well now. I personally don't know any such children, thank goodness.
DeleteHeaven is full of adventure; Psalm 16:11, "You will show me the path of life; in your presence is fulness of joy, at your right hand pleasures for evermore." To me that means learning, growing, doing, becoming.
ReplyDeletemessymimi; I'm glad to hear Heaven is full of adventure, I think I would get bored otherwise.
DeleteLoved this. Interesting ideas about the souls, my Brother firmly believes in it. To him they stay in heaven. But genetics seems to be the key - looking forward to Khoral´s next adventure!
ReplyDeleteIris Flavia; I think they stay in heaven for a while and then get reborn as someone new.
DeleteInteresting story River - well done.
ReplyDeleteMargaret D; thank you
DeleteKhoral seems to be developing a social circle and support system, which can help him learn as much about Earth as his travels.
ReplyDeleteVal; the social circle and support system are probably more important than the travels, without them, who would he share memories with?
DeleteSo many questions for Khoral.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
Victor SE Moubarak; Khoral is also getting answers, to many of his questions. He is fitting into Earth life very well.
DeleteBravo River!
ReplyDeleteGranny Annie; thank you.
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